Shit, I was in such a damn fog when I found this site I never drafted an intro. I am 68 days in at this point, but I want to get this down as a journal of the journey that will continue ODAAT. My immediate brethren in the DOG house have provided a tremendous amount of support. Some deeply involved vets like Wastepanel, pab, kramer, drome, have layed the groundwork for my quit.
Unlike most, I never tried to quit in 24 years of pounding the Cope poontang. The day I fingered her for the last time was a friday. Picked my 5 yr old up from school and immediately we were playing catch in the yard. I reached for the ninja can location (my sock) and my stomach sank....i had one or two dips left and had forgot to stop on way home. I told Bryce we had to stop catch, load up and go to the store. The look he gave me was one that drove me to walk away from the poison. At that moment, I threw away the remaining can and went back to catch. A few nights later, while fucked up from the suck, I found KTC. Having never been on a forum, and fucked from withdrawal, I was beyond lost. Now, as I get closer to the HOF, i can't believe how good freedom feels.
Quit on, see all again here at my HOF intro!
Dipbegone (DBG)
